Hello Class

Kat

I find myself grinning as he kissed me and his hand slipped up my leg. Cocky bastard, innit he?

I kiss him whole heartedly back, savoring his harsh smokey taste and the feel of his hands, strong and confident, on my skin. I let hime reach almost to the string of my thong, high on my hip before pushing him away, laughing.

"Cisco!" I scoot backward, pulling myself onto the seat of the motorcycle and crossing my legs.

"Do you attack all the girls?"
 
Ron

After that boring college physics, and another bland language class, he was once again glad that he didn't have a class for the last period of the day. He wandered aimlessly around. French after school, great. Probably be boring.
 
Cisco

"Only the one's that want me to ... and I think you want me to ..."

"Why don't we skip all the childish flirty games and just get to the point .. I want to bone you and I am pretty sure you want me to bone you ... so why don't we get to it, before we miss any more school ... don't forget Mrs. Anderson wants us back in class after school."

As I was saying this, I opened her legs and ran them up the insides until I reached her thong. I hooked my thumbs under the strings and pulled them down. I could feel the heat and wetness from her excitement. I ran my hands back up her legs and began to massage the sides of her pussy with my thumbs. Leaning into her breathing and suckling on her neck.

"And besides, I can promise you a ride you'll never forget."
 
Jessica

Last class of the day had been english . .Jessic stood near her looker..talking whit a freind..

" Oh are you sure you wont come to the mall later ? " Amy asked
Jessica shaked her head
" No i dont think i got the time i have french class after school" Amy nodded
" oh that sound like no fun to me but you can alway oggling at the boys "
" Yeah maby " jesica said and followed her freind out There was a little freetime before..class and Jessica needed a smoke
 
Jason

"Finally," I thought. "Last class of the day. Of course it would be math, though. Couldn't possibly be something interesting."
The bell rang, and I dashed out of the building. I was halfway to my car when I remembered my apppointment in French class. I turned, defeated, and walked slowly back into the building.
 
Kat

I felt my skin blush hot under his fingers and took a moment to enjoy his lips on my neck. I caressed his chest softly before pulling away.

"I never said I wanted to bone you. I don't know how you got that idea. Just because I like to have a little fun doesn't make me a slut."
 
The *new* girl

I walk to the class late. I knock on the door. moving, such a pain in the ass. But for dance I'll do anything! The teacher walks to the door and peeks through the glass. She raises an eye brow in approval and I look her in the eye. She opens the door. "Hi, I'm Brooke, I'm you're new student. I just moved here. Sorry I'm late." her name was Ms. Anderson. She walked me up to the front of the class. I'm so glad I saw Lauren this morning, relieved some of my tension. Phew. I glance at the class. "Students, we have a new student, her name is Brooke. Where are you from Brooke?" "I'm from Kingston Ontario Canada." I reply looking right at the red head. So cute, I think to myself. "Welcome. Why did you come here." "Oh, um.... well..... I'm a dancer" I hear some whistles and get some looks from the guys. "and I came here because of the dance program." "Interesting, I used to be a dancer. Maybe we should talk", she faces me and winks. I give a fake smile and walk to an empty desk as close to the red head. I look at her as I walk by. cute, very cute, maybe I could teach her a lesson.
 
Thomas

IC:

The bell rang in math class and Jason bolted out the door.

"hope he remembers French..."

I mumble to myself as I stroll out the door. My friends come up to me and ask if i wanna go to the skate park and trip up the skaters.

"That would kick ass dudes. Aw shit... I gotta go to French after school. I got somethin to do."

They ask me what, but I brush it off, say our 'later's and i make my way to French... taking my time
 
Mrs Anderson

"Sorry I have an important meeting with some students in a couple minutes you are welcome to stay should be an exciting time....seems you are already excited though (glancing at his crotch). please stay have a seat in the back for now."
 
Brooke

I walk into the change room to change into my leotard for my last class, dance. I walk in to find half naked girls running around, slipping into tights, and warming up. I walk in and set my bag on a bench and open a locker. A girl behind me who is pulling on her body suit over her large breasts sticks out her hand.

Hi, I'm courtney, you must be Brooke, we heard you were new here! Ms. Coleida is great! She does every kind of dance. What do you do.

I do everything but mostly ballet.

ME TOO! We'll get to work together! Want to be my partner for warm up?

Sure!

Oh, watch out for Stacey she's a bitch. She doesn't accept anyone, she does modern dance. She's also one of the most popular girls in the school.

Oh, okay, what does she look like?

Just as I said that this blonde haired girl with big boobs comes strolling down our isle with nothing on carrying a towel and fresh out of the shower. She walks to her locker and pulls on some tights and a body suit. She looks me up and down. I continue to get dressed and she walks right over to me and says

Hey, I'm stacey. You must be Brooke.

yeah. *clears throat* that's me. *smile and nod.*

Nice to meet you. What type do you do?

Oh, I do everything but mostly ballet.

You're a hard body. I guess you work out a lot huh?

Excuse me?

Oh I'm not coming onto you or anything. I just was gonna ask you if you wanted to work out with me. I need someone who is dedicated and works out a lot and very hard. Do you?

I work out and practice 3 hours a day.

What do you do?

I strech then I run then I work on some normal moves then I do routines and work up from there. I work on muscle strenth and tone. Dance is my life.

K, well give me your number after class and I'll call you. We'll work out.

Sounds good *smile*

Stacey walks away and slams her locker shut and walks out of the steamy changeroom.

Whoa! Brooke! Holy shit! She's never that nice to anyone! You have to work really hard to get her to talk to you!

Really? What a shame. Anyway, I was thinkin' about going to do some shopping after school. You wanna come? Show me the good stores and stuff?

I'd love to!

Well let's go to class.
 
Charlie

Sliding into the classroom, I find my usual chair and promise myself...No More Talking!!!

"I'll just sit here with my mouth shut, and my ears open" I promised myself "No more attempts to impress the girls, they're never interested anyways, just use you for the grade, then split"

Opening my notebook, I pull out a pencil and begin tracing an outline of the first thing that comes to my mind....
 
Thomas

IC:

I'm standing in front of French class' door. I take a deep breath, hold it, push out my chest and walk in. As I see the teacher, I cough and trip over a desk and smack my head on the linolium. Having the hard head that i do, i pop back up, holding my forehead, looking around to see if anyone saw me. Of cource, everyone in there did.

I sigh as I plop down into my desk and drop my head onto the desk. With my thumb, index, and middle finger. I make a little gun and pretend to shoot myself out of idocy.

/Stupid pansy, Thomas... stupid stupid stupid/
 
Cisco

"Woah Woah there chickie .... who ever said having some fun makes you a slut!" I check my watch and see the time.

"Well, this was fun and all, but we need to get back to school. We have that after school French Class thing, and I definitely don't want to miss that ... there's no way I'd miss seeing that hot piece of ass that calls herself a teacher. Get on the bike, We've gotta jet."

She gets on and holds on tight as I barrel down the street heading back to the school post haste. I skid to a stop. And hop off the bike.

"C'mon babe we're going to be late!" We rush to the school.

"You go in first and I'll be along shortly .. we wouldn't want to mar that perfect image of yours!" I stop at the door, holding it open and lighting a cigarette.

As Kat walks by, I smack her ass, god what a great ass.
 
Another school, another town. Already I have had to move, why cant we stay in the same place. I walk from the enrolments office towards my first class. French, ive never done any french, none of the spoken kind anyway.
I walk up to the door and through the window in the door I see the most beautiful woman standing out in front of the class. My mind starts to wander and I begin to imagine the things i would like to do with this goddess. I am so lost in my day dream that i hardly notice her come over to the door, open it, and becon me to come inside. Helo, I'm Ms Anderson, you must be dave, the new student who has just transfered in.
Before I can gather my thoughts, this georgous woman asks me to tell the rest of the class a little about myself.
As I begin I become aware of the girls in the class giggling at me, and to my utmost embarrassment I realise that I still have a boner from fantasising about the French teacher, and it s showing in my track pants. I quickly finish introducing myself and sit down in the seat Ms Anderson directed me to.
I hold my head in my hands and take a deep breath, what a morron I felt like, also I hope the teacher isn't angry or I'll never pass french.
 
Ron

It was over. He got up, and went to French. School was out, no matter what anyone else said. He was positive of it.

He strolled into the room with a small yawn, and sat down, propping his feet up on the desk. He really just didn't care. No one else ever bothered to talk to him anyway, and didn't care if the teacher yelled at him.

If fact, he was likely to take a nap, then and there, if things didn't suddenly become more interesting...
 
Mrs Anderson

Well not to many of the class has shown up yet. "Thank you guys for bothering to show up lets hope some of the firls make it." I walk over to Thomas and lean over from in front of his his making sure I move down slow like a giraffee so my cleavage gets the attention it (they?) deserve and without saying a word I place a quick kiss and an ever so slight flick of my tongue on Thomas"s forehead. "that was a nasty little spill you took Thomas I hope you are ok." Still leaning forward making sure that only he get the best possible view....if he dares to stare. "Oh sorry Thomas am I embarassing you again." I pretend to button my shirt and smile down at him, looking at the other boys to see how they responbd if they giggle make comments or watch me. I go back to my desk, Thomas positioned perfectly in front of my desk with a perfect view of what goes on under it. I turn on a vcr a few feet from my desk, its a film about France. "Class pay attention to this film and take notes there will be extra credit assignments based on what you see." The film starts out with the history of France and its culture. Sitting at my desk I let my skrirt ride up my thighs and give Thomas a nice view of my thighs and if he bends down to pick up a pencil he could see my black lace panties.
 
Kat

I walk in durning some movie. *sigh* waste of my time, but since I'm here...

I take my seat and perch my chin on my hands. Boredom...
 
Mrs Anderson

"Oh Kat how nice of you to join us please come here sit in this chair next to me please." I watch as Thomas watches me...the other look like they are going to nod off or are concentrating on the film.
 
Ron

He yawned. A movie? Unless it was going to surprisingly change into a documentary about supermodels visiting the fine nude beaches of France, it was as boring as Hell.

So, instead, he spent his time watching the teacher. God, what was up with her? He didn't know, or really care for that matter. She put on a nice show, and that is what mattered. He tuned out the video, it wasn't important.Besides, some subconscious part of his mind was probably recording it for him.

He sat there, oogling the French teacher, just because she was there, and seemed to want the attention. Probably not Ron's attention specifically, but he didn't care.
 
Charlie

Well...At least there was the movie...to cover the sound of the snoring while Mrs Anderson flirted with Tommy....Great! Another year of watching the hottest teachers tease the most naive students!!!

Looking around I see only the blond, Stacey, flounce in and seat herself across the room, an expression of boredom on her face already...And no Jessica...I was doomed to another hour of boredom! Might as well watch the movie, to make the best of it!
 
Mrs Anderson

lasting for a second the movie shows a tall stacked woman sucking a cock while another youthful male fucks her ass hard and fast.
 
Charlie

"Holy Shit" I exclaimed, the words slipping out at the sight of the threesome..."Did you see that?"

Glancing around the nearly empty class room, I realized I might be the only one awake, or even watching the screen....


"AHHH, Mrs Anderson, are you sure this is the film?" I inquire cautiously...wasnt the girl in the middle a liitle familiar, I wondered to myself.
 
Cisco

I walked into the school. The halls were quiet and bare. The sound of my boots scuffling along echoed down the baren passageways. I reach the classroom door, I can hear the clicking of the film projector and the lights are off. I open the door and creep in, as my eyes adjust I can see some of the students are asleep ... I look around for Kat but can't make her out in the gloom. So, I grab the closest seat. The film is showing somplace that looks like hicksville ... barns, lots of grass, cows.
 
Mrs Anderson

Well Kat does not seem to be listening I sure hope she comes up here I would love her company. Ron is staring at me so I lick my lips slowly to make sure I have his attention "Eyes on the film Ron watch carefully you might learn something." Thomas is still just sitting there but I am sure I will have his attention soon. That horny boy Cisco is staring off...no doubt he is a s hot for Kat as your humble narraitor. Principal is sleeping in the corner....jerk. And who said that ahh good old Charlie......"Come up here Charlie." On the screen a split second image of a simply beautiful (if I say so myself) wet soaking fully aroused snatch with a dainty long finger rubbing circles around the clit.
 
Ron

His eyes flickered to the screen, and went large. But it was gone, he grinned, and looked at the teacher again. "Oh, Mrs. Anderson, you wouldn't be trying to use subliminal messages on us, now would you? Trying to turn our little minds to something other than the French language?"

The class had just become his favorite, and he didn't know why. He was still watching the teacher, but had shifted so he also had a clear view of the screen. He was going to keep an eye open for those images, but he wasn't about to let the teacher slip from his eyesight, either.
 
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